“Not yet,” I continued, pushing through the pain of speaking. “The families need to be saved without knowing. If he senses something, he could harm them and we can’t afford to be that reckless.”
I was scared shitless about my Raina and even though everything in me was screaming at me to tear the world apart until I found her, I had to think rationally. I had to like Nathan and beat him at his own twisted and fucked up game.
“We need to beat Nathan at his own game,” I said out loud, voicing my thoughts.
Dom nodded, underrating the severity of the situation. “I know a way to do it,” he said quietly.
With every strength I could muster, I forced myself up and Faith tried to protest as I swung my legs off the bed. The room spun and I clenched my jaw against the pain as I gripped the edge of the bed until everything became steadier.
Faith, not being able to treat it anymore, got up and moved to me as she placed a gentle, steady hand on my arm.
“Alex, please no,” she begged. “Raina wouldn’t want you to stress yourself trying to save her. You just had a heart surgery.”
I turned to look her dead in the eyes, my voice still hoarse but filled with determination.
“If you think I’ll stay in bed and nurse my wounds while my wife is out there…” I gritted out as I shook my head from how hard blood was pounding in my head. “Then you have another thing coming.”
I turned away from her and looked at Dom. “We move. Now.”
Faith shook her head, knowing it was a lost cause as she stepped back when Dom helped me get into a jacket. Every move I took pulled at the wound but I needed to remain strong. Stronger than the pain. The pain was good and it meant I was still alive. And I could use that to push myself forward.
As we checked out of the hospital and made our way to the car, we started working out a plan. Dom was going to be staying in contact with Carter and coordinating how to rescue the families of the board members.
I, on the other hand, was going to try to find Nathan, throw him off balance and maybe the chase could be used as a distraction so the hostages could be saved.
It was not a full proof plan but it was all we had.
I searched everywhere I could. Contacted every alley, lowlife is someone who could have seen something but I got nothing.
Nathan was gone without a trace and finding Raina was even harder.
Days bled into each other and sleep felt like a distant memory while food tasted like sand.
All I could see whenever I closed my eyes was her face and all I could hear were her last words and screams.
A week passed and my frustration grew. My mind was closing in on itself and tension grew thick in the air making it hard for me to concentrate.
I muted the call on my end and ran to the room, shouting for Dom as loud as I could.
He came running and when he saw the urgency on my face, he didn’t need to be told.
We quickly got to tracking the phone and soon we got a signal.
The signal was shaky but it gave us something. The coordinates were two states away.
Two fucking states. But I didn’t give a flying fuck.
Dom grabbed the keys and we ran to the car, thankfully my wounds were quickly healing and weren't as bad as it was when I was in the hospital.
Dom started the car and drove out.
‘We are coming Raina,’ I whispered under my breath, more like a prayer to God and a silent promise to her even if she couldn’t hear me.
“I’m coming, baby. I’m coming.”
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